Soft, soft, hungry kisses rained down on Kaito from above. Kaito closed his eyes and let Master's affection rain over him. Master kissed his eyelids, the bridge of his nose, his forehead, his cheeks, his lips, his chin, the shell of one of his ears. Kaito felt his head moving slightly upwards to accomodate Master's ministrations as Master moved to kiss under his chin, under his jawline, down the front of his neck.
Master kept whispering nice things constantly under his breath, almost as if he wasn't aware he was reciting the words that came to his mind. "I love you, Kaito. You're so beautiful. I've always loved you, best, of all. You're making me so happy. Thank you, Kaito. I love you. My sweet little blue-haired Vocaloid. My beautiful, lovely Kaito. I want to kiss you all over. I want to touch you in your good places. I want to feel good together. Let me touch you. Let me love you. Master has loved you, loved you more than you know, always, from the very start. Kaito... touching you finally, finally, feels so good. I love you."
The words kept flowing out of Master's mouth quietly, brushing against Kaito's mind, encouraging him, comforting him... but it was a strange kind of comfort, it all felt a little strange, as if maybe he was doing something wrong. But he so badly /wanted/ to be loved by Master. Kaito let himself be carried away, letting Master do what he wanted to his body.
The tension in his lower body was increasing, but it was a strangely pleasant sensation. Master's lips and tongue played over his chest, Master's warm, wet tongue brushing against one of Kaito's light pink nipples. Kaito's eyelashes fluttered, and he made a soft sound. Master's tongue touched and tasted, roving around and over his little male nipple playfully, but it was an intense sort of playfulness.
As Kaito opened his eyes and watched Master's face, Master's own eyes seemed to have an almost intense, serious light to them. Master looked hungrily back at Kaito, and pressed his mouth against Kaito's nipple, sucking on it, making it raise up into a hard little pink pebble. Kaito made that soft sound again, and Master's eyes closed just slightly as the sound coming from his favourite, lovely, blue-haired Vocaloid increased his libido even more.
Master nipped Kaito's flesh very softly, not causing pain, but giving Kaito a sort of unusual tickle that ran down his chest to rest in his lower stomach, adding to the somewhat pleasant tension that was there.
"It feels good, Master," Kaito said, quietly. Master's eyes closed just a little bit more at the hesitant, encouraging statement, the rising pleasure of touching Kaito where ever he wanted clouding his ability to think straight even further. Master just wanted, wanted. This beautiful, pale, soft, lightly toned male body in front of him. Those large, beautiful, shining blue eyes looking back at him with love and something else.
"I want it. ...I want you, Kaito," Master murmured as blood continued rushing to his other head. "I want you so much." Master's head moved south on Kaito's body again, touching and tasting with his mouth against Kaito's ribcage, against his soft stomach again.
Master noticed again in his mind the fading bruises on Kaito's stomach, and wished in the back of his mind that Kaito was more careful. He had probably tripped and fell against something, hard. Master closed his eyes, focusing on the erotic texture and sensations of the slim, soft, slightly muscular body in front of him. He hadn't wanted to scold Kaito about it before. He didn't want to scold Kaito just now, either.
As Master's mouth reached Kaito's belly button, he slipped his tongue inside playfully, hungrily. Kaito squirmed a little underneath him. Master smiled against his stomach, and the cool, warm, wet, soft, muscular tongue went even lower, to Kaito's lower belly. Kaito's lower parts tensed up even further, and Kaito cried out as Master tasted him there.
Kaito's black pants rode low on his hips, giving Master good access to those places. But Master wasn't satisfied with that being enough, and as he ran his mouth against the seam of Kaito's waistband, his hands stole down to Kaito's pants button and touched against it, opening it. Master put his fingers on the zipper and opened it with a slight "zurr" sound.
Kaito's eyes snapped open wide at that sound, his body tensing up instantly again into a not-pleasant tension. He shivered as Master reached around him to slide his pants and underwear off. His eyes regarded Master who looked quietly back up at him, but the edge of fear was back in Kaito's eyes.
Master looked down at his body, silent for a moment, taking the sight in. Before, when he had caught glimpses of the blue-haired Vocaloid's naked body, it had been brief, by accident. Having him so close to Master, right in front of him, was a major turn-on.
Kaito's pale, sexy bodyline was almost straight, his male curves teasing and very slight. He was hairless, all over. Naturally so, Master guessed. It made his Vocaloid's body look even smoother, softer, more gentle. But it was undeniably masculine. Master's eyes wandered the line down that sweet body, resting his gaze on Kaito's package.
Pale, soft pink, gentle lines that defined the bluenette's manhood. Perfect, round globules for his balls. The junction of his thighs and legs so incredibly inviting. Kaito self consciously brought his hands up against his chest, his blue fingernails curling inwards slightly at Master's frank appraisal. It was a seductive pose. Master wondered if Kaito knew how much he was affecting his Master, just by existing here, beautiful, flawless, in this moment.